Chapter 2 A Perfect Match

Grace suddenly recalled the one-week business trip Benjamin had two months ago. She tightened her grip on the phone, her knuckles gradually turning pale.

Had he cheated on her?

She was Benjamin's secretary and also his secret wife. But she had never heard any rumors of him having affairs with other women until now.

"Mr. Hawkins is so good to his girlfriend. I wonder who that lucky woman is! It seems like they are going to publicize their relationship soon."

"I googled the woman. Is this her?"

The nurse pushing the medical cart took the phone from the other nurse. "Yes, it's her!" she exclaimed.

"Isn't she the second daughter of the Quine family? With her looks and status, she's the perfect match for Benjamin!"

As they walked further away, chatting amongst themselves, their voices gradually faded into the distance.

"The Quine family ..." Grace thought.

After dealing with the hospital's discharge procedures, Grace got into the car the butler had sent for her.

Her mind was in turmoil for a long time.

Grace sat in the car with the window rolled halfway down. The dim light of her phone's screen illuminated her pale face.

She tried searching for the connection between the Quines and Hawkins families, but to no avail.

That was simply too strange for the two prominent families in Pamore.

When Grace returned to Hawkins Manor, the lights in the living room were still on.

Elizabeth was the only one there. She was waiting with her walking stick in hand. "Thank goodness that you're fine, Gracie! I was so worried that I almost got a heart attack!"

"Don't worry, Grandma." Grace forced a smile. She tried to think of an excuse to go upstairs. "I'm a little tired."

"Alright, go and rest. I've got someone to reach Benjamin. He'll be back soon!"

Grace was taken aback for a moment before the pain in her heart overwhelmed her again. Her face become paler.

It turned out that she was the only one Benjamin was hiding from.

Elizabeth thought that Grace was sad because Benjamin hadn't been spending time with her.

Little did she know that another woman's appearance had stabbed Grace's heart painfully. It made Grace's persistence and effort all this time seem ridiculous.

By the time Benjamin returned, it was already the dead of night the next day.

The bedroom was pitch black. He turned on the lights, showing his slightly displeased expression.

"You aren't asleep yet? Why didn't you switch on the lights?"

Grace had been lying in bed the whole day. She had barely eaten or drunk anything. The dishes sent by the butler had long turned cold on the bedside table.

"Where have you been for the past two days?" Grace's petite back was facing him, and her hoarse voice was tinged with weariness.

Benjamin had just taken off his suit when he heard her question. Stunned, he looked over in her direction and furrowed his brows.

In their three years of marriage, this was the first time she had asked about his whereabouts in such a manner.

"I needed to deal with something at the company branch in Misdeon," he replied in a cold voice as he loosened his tie irritably. Then, he walked over to the bathroom.

"Oh, really?" Grace chuckled. The sarcasm in her voice was clear. "I asked Larry about it. You didn't take any flights to Misdeon."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Benjamin suddenly stopped in his tracks as he reached the bathroom.

Although Grace didn't meet his eyes, she could sense the overbearing coldness emanating from him. She knew he was getting angry.